My background story is that I was born to be a lover
Because I’m the only child of my Dads and my Mothers
I cry sometimes even though I’m grown
Just to get my way because that’s all I have ever known
I’m not a dreamer but I am a visionary
And my thoughts I carry
I can imagine the future
Like a telecommuter
My visions start at home
After coming up with visions A, B, C and D
I charge a decent fee
Because in my confident mind there’s no other like me
And when they come into fruition
Giddy-up, Giddy-up
Here comes my commission
What a wonderful position
Categories:
telecommuter, child, future, mother,
Form: Rhyme